at 96 degrees F ( 36 C ) today was much, much hotter than normal in maine, so we hatched a clever plan to make a relatively short trip to the historic town of eastport which, as the name implies, is the easternmost seaport in the united states. typically, even though machias is within 10 miles of the ocean you can be guaranteed of ambient temperatures 10 degrees or so cooler thanks cool ocean air, so we had visions of enjoying a comfortable day watching the boats come and go after reaching our intended destination.
but alas, when we arrived, much to our suprise, we found it to be exactly the same temperature! if you’re not from the area you might not appreciate just how freakishly odd it is to find the temperature in excess on 90 degrees F in this part of maine. it’s almost unusual enough to warrant suspicion that it might be one of the overlooked signs of the apocalypse.
but we had already driven about an hour and tried to make the best of the situation by finding a shady spot in town near the water next to the tugboats that didn’t seem in a hurry to tug anything anywhere.
as always, odin was a superchamp, ignoring the heat and happy to proudly show his pops how well he can hold himself up on his stroller while standing on a bench.
mauja however, was much less patient with the situation and we eventually decided that probably nobody would steal an idling car with the air conditioning turned on when they noticed the 120 pound irritated canine in the backseat whose owners had abandoned it in the car while, presumably, heading off for far more interesting adventures.